Dance Lessons

Don't show out, I'll fuck up your lace front
Put words out, I promise that I'll say some
Run it, that's a choice I don't advise of
Fuck it, GoFundMe can be your come up
Don't show out, I'll fuck up your lace front
Put words out, I promise that I'll say some
Run it, that's a choice I don't advise of
Fuck it, GoFundMe can be your come up

Yeah
My trips bad and I love it
My mind's a fog, can't function
I flick ash and she love it
These alleys long, no running
Yeah
My trips bad and I love it
My mind's a fog, can't function
I flick ash and she love it
These alleys long, no running

There's no need to look back on what you can't change
I only ever look back for leverage to gain
My heart's half empty
From every path, I've strayed
But for now, think I'll attempt to eradicate the pain, boy
Yeah
You don't understand this shit
This devil I been dancing with
I don't know how I been managing
But I think it's your turn to get some practice in

Don't show out, I'll fuck up your lace front
Put words out, I promise that I'll say some
Run it, that's a choice I don't advise of
Fuck it, GoFundMe can be your come up
Don't show out, I'll fuck up your lace front
Put words out, I promise that I'll say some
Run it, that's a choice I don't advise of
Fuck it, GoFundMe can be your come up



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Hayes
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